A Confession About Magazines

 

Today I'm sharing a few of my favorite magazines.

If I have an issue of "too many books,"

I most definitely have an equal

affinity for quality magazines.

These magazines are like books,

in cost and in size.

I never throw them away

and they get treated with the same respect

as a book does in my home, 

which if you know me,

then you know that I never place a cup or objects

on top of books,

though I do dog ear pages,

because it shows love and importance,

in the way that they are being used,

as was their purpose.

They are not like flimsy magazines that

have a handful of stories and are made up 

of fluff and advertisements.

These are thick with stories

of real homes, lives, creativity,

and inspiration.

They make me want to create, write,

decorate, cook and sometimes

curl up with a cup of coffee

and read all afternoon.

One day I will stop buying them

and gasp at the amount of money 

I've spent over the years.

But for now,

I must stay out of the bookstore,

away from the temptation

and maybe, just maybe,

I'll be able to finish the ones I 

already have, before

wanting another one.

If today were a day for confessions,

then this is mine...

I love magazines

and it will take me a lifetime

to read them all.

The End.

Until Next Time...

Blessings!